Monday, September 22, 2008
I miss you...
My sweet love,
It's very late and I can't sleep. Our bed feels very big and empty without you. I keep the pillows piled up on your side so it seems like you're there. Then when one of the kids comes in to cuddle on my side, I'm squished in the middle like always.
Thanks for all your hard work on the cabin. It's coming along beautifully. I can't wait to fall asleep in your arms listening to the river.
I hope you'll be able to come home on Friday. We miss you too much on the weekends.
A few of the things I miss the most:
*the sound of your footsteps on the wood floor
*your help with the kids at bedtime
*your warm skin
*listening to you work
*watching Grey's Anatomy
I love you with all that I am. Every cell of my body, every beat of my heart, and every sparkle of my soul.
Come home to me, my love.